Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Ji Mingyou stared, his dark eyes glowing with a faint light, and asked in a deep voice: "I never thought so, why don't you tell me how to satisfy you."

"It's my fault, and I'm willing to bear it." Lin Weiwei stood at the front, patted his chest, and vowed.

Lin Weiwei looked at him carefully, and seeing that there were miscellaneous materials on his body, he guessed that he was a migrant worker, and couldn't help but feel even more guilty.

The man patted the dust off his body, glared at the two of them angrily, pointed to the bruise on his arm, and said confidently: "I don't have much to do, so let you, the store manager, take care of it, after all, it's your clerk. , I don’t need to embarrass others.”

Lin Weiwei was taken aback, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he asked blankly, "Shouldn't it be me?"

Ji Mingyou's eyes were sharp, and there was a flash of clarity in his eyes. With an estimate in his heart, he asked in a quiet voice: "Yes, you can tell."

The man didn't expect him to be so indifferent, he snorted coldly, patted his arm, and said displeasedly: "My arm is injured, go sit in your store for a while and bandage it, it's not too much."

"Please come in, it's a coincidence that we just have wound medicine here." Ji Mingyou raised his eyebrows, nodded with interest, his black eyes were as unfathomable as a calm deep sea.

Lin Weiwei was also surprised at the man's request, watched anxiously, and stretched out his hand to let him into the store: "Slow down, there is a leisure seat next to it, and I'll get you medicine right away."

"I just want to eat a dessert. I was misunderstood by you, so I want an apology, but your store manager is not sincere, as if you look down on me." The man squinted at Ji Mingyou, startled by the cold eyes, After walking three steps, he stopped and said angrily.

The man covered his shoulders, frowned, leaned directly on the door of the store, and said shamelessly: "Kicked someone down, the manager of this store was acting like a fake at first, I got impatient after applying medicine, just looked down on me, There is disdain in the eyes."

This is a commercial street with a lot of people, the man's yelling suddenly attracted people to watch, and those who didn't know were discussing secretly.

Ji Mingyou squinted his eyes, crossed his arms around his chest, and looked indifferent. It seemed that this man was indeed very strange.

"It's not like that, you misunderstood, our store manager is cold to everyone, but he is never as embarrassing as you said." Lin Weiwei shook his head, his black and white eyes were particularly clear, he clenched his fists, and said seriously Said.

Seeing that Lin Weiwei was agitated, he clenched his fists again. Fear flashed across his eyes. He couldn't help but moved a step closer to the store door, and insisted, "It's just that he has a bad attitude. I don't take it."

Lin Weiwei took a deep breath and heard a lot of accusations. Guilt was like a big net, and he quickly caught his whole heart, and said eagerly: "I kicked you, why do you have to blame my store manager? And He was the first to express his opinion, and even willing to take the initiative to compensate."

Lin Weiwei frowned. Ordinary people must blame her first, but the man's strange behavior was misunderstood, and Ji Mingyou was also wrongly blamed, which made no sense at all.

The man didn't dare to look directly at Lin Weiwei, turned his head away, kept kneading his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "It hurts so much, I still don't want to, it's too miserable."

Ji Mingyou clicked his tongue softly, a cold light flashed across his handsome eyes, walked into the store, and said in a deep voice, "Wait in the store, I'll get you the medicine."

"Lin Weiwei, let him in." Ji Mingyou glanced lightly, not caring about the controversy, and walked up to the second floor.

Seeing Ji Mingyou leaving directly, the man froze helplessly, there was nothing he could do.

Lin Weiwei nodded with a smile, pulled the man into the store, served a cup of tea, and asked softly, "What's your name? I was staying outside the store just now. I'm afraid your handprints are stuck on the glass walls."

"My name is Qi Lin. I just want to come to your store to eat a dessert. You can watch the monitor. I didn't do anything." When Qi Lin said his name, he covered his mouth with his hand and looked away.

Lin Weiwei caught his small movements and did not expose and conceal them. Instead, he clasped his hands together and sincerely apologized: "I thought it was the prisoner, because you were all dressed in black and wandering outside the store. But you don't have to make things difficult for the store manager. After all, kicking Yours is mine."

With that said, Lin Weiwei also got up and made a side kick, restoring the sense of urgency at that time.

Qi Lin couldn't help watching, but there was another pain in his shoulder, and he turned around: "You explain it to me, and I understand, let's discuss the matter."

Damn it, if he continues like this, he won't be able to complete his task. Qi Lin shakes the cup, but the store manager doesn't care at all, so he has to think of another way.

Seeing that he was going to deal with the matter, Lin Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the chair, and said happily, "It's good that the misunderstanding is resolved."

"The medicine is here." Ji Mingyou put the medicine on the table, and sat down beside him with deep eyes.

Qi Lin watched vigilantly, stretched out his arm, and complained: "It's so slow to take medicine, Moji is dead."

Ji Mingyou glanced coldly, opened the medicine bag, not paying attention to the man's deliberate agitation, and unscrewed the medicine bottle: "I'll give you the medicine right away."

"How long has this disinfectant been in, and it still doesn't work, and the gauze doesn't look clean." Qi Lin glanced at it in disgust, picked up the gauze and threw it down again, and said critically.

Ji Mingyou forcefully put down the medicine bottle, a lot of it splashed out, and said in a cold voice, "I bought these yesterday, so you can use them with confidence."

"What kind of attitude do you have? If you don't want to be responsible, don't pretend." After hearing this, Qi Lin wrinkled his nose, slapped his palm on the table, and shouted sharply.

Lin Weiwei also saw that he was being targeted, grabbed the medicine bottle, and said with a smile: "The store manager didn't mean that, he was right, he used it yesterday."

"Let me help you disinfect first." Lin Weiwei reached over and tilted the medicine bottle.

Qi Lin snatched the medicine bottle and disinfected it on his own. He looked at the two of them suspiciously, and said, "I'll do it myself, and you pass me the things."

Ji Mingyou clasped his arms around his chest, staring at the man's shoulder as deep as a dark night with murderous intentions in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Your arm can move freely, and you can slap the table. Fortunately, sir's shoulder is not hindered. This is also luck."

Ji Mingyou paid attention to the man's movements, exerted a lot of natural force, and found that the man's pain outside the store was probably fake.

"That's right, my strikes have never been light or heavy." Lin Weiwei also nodded. She was so anxious that she didn't know how heavy the strike was. After hearing this, she was relieved, and the worries in her heart fell like a heavy stone.

Qi Lin's hands trembled, his eyeballs rolled, and he slowed down, fearing that he would be dismissed, he asked anxiously: "Does the store manager want to give up? The pain I have suffered will be wiped out, and the poison will be disinfected with medicine? "

Qi Lin threw the medicine bottle directly to the ground, making a "bang" sound, the purple-black liquid splashed everywhere, and the empty medicine bottle rolled to the corner of the table like a ball.

The customers in the store were frightened and kept away from the three of them, asking suspiciously, "What happened in the store?"

Seeing the disturbance caused, Qi Lin smiled triumphantly, jumped up against the table, and shouted loudly: "Send the beggar."

Seeing this, the customers who had just entered the store took a look around, then left in a hurry, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.